Yasha held her breath, hiding in a tree, holding a bundle in her arms. She was hiding from the very familiy she was born into. She was running away to another place, a place where she won't have to live up to expectations that are truly killer if you don't live up to them. She let her breath out slowly, as to not make anymore sound than the slight rustling of leaves as a small breeze flew through the trees in the darkened forest.
"We've picked up on her scent!" Someone in the search crew shouted, and Yasha froze, but they ran right past her, since the wind was leading them into a false lead. She tightened the bundle of various food items, a few potions, clothes, and even some light armor in her grip and jumped from her tree to the next one. Her ears flicking back hoping that they didn't hear the soft thud of her boots hitting the large branch.